While the "face" of homelessness is often a stinky, middle-aged-but-looks-older-than-his-years male with a bottle hidden under his coat and torn dirty clothes a few sizes too the reality is that there are many different faces of homelessness. Every face has a voice and some of these voices can be found in your own living room.
Invisible People is a website that interviews a variety of individuals who are living on the streets. One of the people that they interviewed, Briana, has a blog of her own called Girls Guide to Homelessness. And she isn't the only blogger out there who is currently homeless, there are many, even a website solely dedicated to bloggers who are homeless and a community that is working to compile a list of all blogs that address homelessness. The voices of people who do not fit the stereotype are ringing out loud and clear, we just need to stop and listen.
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Wednesday, April 15, 2009
Friday, October 26, 2007
Keeping it Real
Chronilcing the Invisible: A Photo Essay about Ottawa's Homeless
The Charlatan, 10/25/2007
What it's Like to be Homeless in Wrexham
Evening Leader, 10/25/2007
The Charlatan, 10/25/2007
Evening Leader, 10/25/2007
WHEN James Graves collected his degree in electrical engineering, he didn't imagine that 10 years later he would be homeless, living rough on Wrexham's streets and having to get himself arrested to get a bed for the night.Even as someone who thinks about homelessness on a daily basis, I have never once thought about where I would sleep if I found myself homeless. I once had a conversation with a couple outreach workers about what time of day is best to sleep. While I said that I'd be more likely to sleep during the day, because there are more people around. They said that there more people means you're more likely to get robbed or harassed. While my heart goes out to those who face this decision every night, I'm certainly glad that it's one that I may never need to face.
The place he calls his bed is fraught with danger. If it isn't the fear of who might be lurking, it is the needles that litter the ground around where he lays his blanket. At night it is pitch black and damp, cold and noisy.
Wednesday, August 8, 2007
Homeless in the Media
Cops: Homeless Man Tried to Rob McDonalds
Newsday.com 8/8/07
Fond du Lac Reporter 8/8/07
But, of course, not all articles talk about how terrible homeless people are. For an uplifting read check out this really neat little bit on Eureka Street, Remembering A Homeless Man Named Patrick
Newsday.com 8/8/07
A homeless man who turned to robbing for food instead of begging for it was arrested after using a pair of scissors in an attempted holdup of a McDonald's in Uniondale, police said yesterday.Good Samaritans End up Victims of Homeless Woman
Fond du Lac Reporter 8/8/07
Two people trying to do a good deed by helping a homeless woman ended up her victims, according to a Fond du Lac County Sheriff’s Department report.Its rare that I can go a day without my googlereader homeless feed pulling up some random story that details the wrongdoings of some homeless person. That isn't very productive. Articles like these do nothing but evoke fear in the readers. I imagine that the McDonalds article would have gotten printed even if the individual had a home but I'm not quite so sure about the home robbery article. I've watched Court TV, this kind of stuff (and worse) happens all of the time.
The couple allowed the woman and her husband to stay at their house on Mallard Lane for free since the homeless couple was having financial problems, according to a Sheriff's Department report.
But, of course, not all articles talk about how terrible homeless people are. For an uplifting read check out this really neat little bit on Eureka Street, Remembering A Homeless Man Named Patrick
Patrick was sitting outside one of those tired buildings at the top of Spring Street. One of those buildings where the doors never open. He had his head in his hands. It was two in the morning. I was walking because I’d missed the last train home and I asked him if he was ok. He asked for a smoke and said he was waiting for the door to open.
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